Estinien snorts softly, shaking his head. If it were him he probably would have just rolled up in a blanket without even contemplating a mattress, so he can't complain. He leans over to collect one of the additional blankets, spreading it over the two of them as he lays down at her side, with a bit more grace.

He feels closer to her than he ever expected he would, if only because back home she certainly didn't need him around. He was happy to lend his lance to her cause, and she was happy to see him again, but ultimately... he didn't think he was at the center of her story anymore. Here, everything feels increasingly strange and disconnected that world.

In some ways, they only have each other, when it comes to the worries of Hydaelyn. He swore from the day they reunited here that he would protect her, and maybe now he'll actually have the chance to live up to that promise.

After a moment of gazing at her, he nods his head to one of the floating orbs of light.

"You can shut those off, can't you?"